Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation Chapter 112

"Master Jiang, spare my life! I am willing to work for you and do whatever you want! "

Chen Bo wailed until tears fell like rain, the snot all over his body bubbled up, how could he still look like an elegant noble young master?

Jiang Tian looked at Chen Bo in his previous life, who was now like a heavenly prince that had submitted under his own feet like an old dog, and was incomparably pleased in his heart as he muttered:

"In your previous life, you established your Medicine King Group, poured out a lot of dirty water, hit them until the capital chain on their Medicine King Group shattered, and even indirectly caused the death of my parents."

"In this life, I will use your blood to wash away my humiliation and pay tribute to those spirit souls that have died in injustice!"

Remembering his parents who died due to grievances in his previous life, Jiang Tian's eyes reddened, and he waved his hands, "I killed them!"

Bang!

Zuo Zimu stepped forward quickly and smashed Chen Bo's head with a palm, causing his brain to burst apart and he died on the spot.

"Drag him out and feed him to the dogs!" A sinister smile surfaced on the corner of Jiang Tian's mouth as he waved his hand.

Some disciples dragged Chen Bo's body out.

As for how the Shennong Sect would explain to the Chen Family, there was naturally a way. Jiang Tian was too lazy to care about it.

It could even be said that there was no need for Shennong Sect to be explained to him. A Secular Family like Chen Family could not even be compared to a single finger.

"Master Jiang, Zhonghai Han Yaner and Ma family's Mai Shilong requests an audience, what do you think …" Daoist Yin Yue said with a smile.

"Let them in!"

Jiang Tian also showed an indifferent attitude, adding on to that he still had a few words of advice for them.

"Han Yaner greets Master Jiang!"

Han Yaner and Mai Shilong entered while trembling in fear. They kneeled down together, bowed their heads deeply and kowtowed.

In the large cities like Zhonghai, they could be considered the young masters and mistresses of noble clans.

But at the moment, when he saw Jiang Tian, he was scared stiff, not daring to even breathe.

Han Yaner's face was pale white, her heart was thumping hard, she didn't even dare to look Jiang Tian in the eye.

"What can I do for you?"

Jiang Tian crossed his legs, comfortably holding the tewater in his hand, his face was at ease. He was already a Master of Shennong Sect.

"Master Jiang, please forgive us for our disrespect before!" Mai Shilong said with a trembling voice.

He would never be able to forget the scene of Jiang Tian rising to a hundred meters in the air, controlling lightning and smashing the stone statue of Shen Nong with his electrosphere.

That terrifying image had already deeply branded itself into his mind, causing his heart to palpitate and make him as respectful as a demon god to Jiang Tian.

"Oh, no! If there's nothing else, you can go! " Jiang Tian waved his hand lightly.

The two of them looked at each other, they carefully stood up. Han Yaner took a deep breath and said: "Yaner has a presumptuous request!"

"Speak!"

Han Yaner hesitated for a moment, then her face froze as she said while clenching her teeth: "My father is suffering from hypothermia, so I beg Master Jiang to bestow me with a Pills!"

"Oh, it's simple. I'll give you one Fire Spirit Pill!" A Pills rolled in front of Han Yaner.

As if she had obtained a treasure, she kowtowed as if she had been struck by garlic, and said in a grateful voice: "Master Jiang, if you ever came to Zhonghai, I would definitely treat you as an honored guest!"

"So is my Mai family!" Mai Shilong immediately added.

"Enough nonsense!"

Jiang Tian said indifferently, "What you have seen these past few days, you cannot say a single word about it to anyone. Otherwise, I will annihilate your entire clan!"

"Junior definitely wouldn't dare!"

Mai Shilong and Han Yaner almost kneeled down due to fear.

In the remaining week, Jiang Tian first used jade and strange wood to set up a small "Spirit Realm Formation", which could gather spirit vein and earth energy. The effect was the same as the Greenwood Divine Tripod, and the spiritual energy was even more vigorous.

As a result, even if Shennong Sect were to give Jiang Tian the Greenwood Divine Tripod, he would still be able to produce the best of the best medicine in the valley.

Afterwards, under Zuo Zimu's extreme begging, Jiang Tian opened the altar and began teaching, teaching them the Martial Arts, Arts and the way of pill refining.

At this moment, although they were talking about's outstanding disciples, even people like Zuo Zimu and Spiritual Master Yin Yue, were listening obediently to the lecture below the stage like a primary school student.

When Jiang Tian opened his mouth, all the elders, pill refiners and elite disciples of Shennong Sect felt as if they were suddenly enlightened.

"Divine Farmer Nine Styles" was rumored to be a Martial Arts technique passed down from one of the ancestors of the pre-historic sages.

But it was incomplete, the Shennong Sect Sect had already given it up and switched to another cultivation technique.

Jiang Tian only took a glance before he improved it, and the lecture Jiang Tian gave was like flowers falling from the sky, springing up like spring water.

He went from the simple to the complex, and from there to the simple. The profoundness of the words that came out of his mouth allowed everyone's hearts to soar to the heavens.

The "Hundred Herbs Divine Farmer Scripture" was the fundamental scripture for the Shennong Sect refining and refining of pills. It had also been recalculated and deducted by Jiang Tian, becoming mysterious from its decay.

When Jiang Tian finished speaking of the profound mysteries, everyone was stunned and unable to come to their senses for a long time.

"Even the sages of the ancient times and the Human Immortal s were only mediocre in their lecture!"

When Shen Mange came back to his senses, he shuddered and looked at Jiang Tian in disbelief.

After hearing Jiang Tian's explanation, she immediately felt that her understanding of the Martial Arts and Pills was extremely shallow.

With Jiang Tian's deductions, all the ancient scrolls were filled with vitality. Even Zuo Zimu's cultivation was not as profound as Jiang Tian's, just in case!

How could such a young man who looked like he was in his twenties comprehend such profound difficulty? Unbelievable!

"My Shennong Sect's inheritance has been cut off, and now that my Master Jiang has succeeded it, I will definitely restore my former glory!"

"After receiving the guidance of Master Jiang, my Shennong Sect will soar into the skies, soar to the heavens!"

On the other hand, Zuo Zimu and Spiritual Master Yin Yue hugged their heads and cried, they were so excited that they almost fainted.

After the opening sermon ended, although Zuo Zimu, Spiritual Master Yin Yue and the others tried to persuade them to stay, Jiang Tian was determined to return.

Ten or so days ago, Jiang Tian had come empty-handed, but he had returned with a great harvest when he left.

Many big medicine Spiritual Herb and cultivation resources were stored in several big boxes, which were enough for him to break through again and open a few abhijna s.

Now, as long as he found the earth element, he would be able to set up the Five Elements Spirit Convergence Array.

"Master Jiang, I want to be your maid. Would you still be willing to accept me …"

Just as they were leaving, Shen Mange walked over from the entrance of the valley and said bashfully.

She was a dignified disciple of the Yanjing Shen Family, the head disciple of the Shennong Sect, deeply doted on by the elders of the Sect Leader.

But at this moment, she was actually begging Jiang Tian with a soft voice, making her feel somewhat embarrassed and humiliated.

"Hmph, so I'm giving you a chance. Don't you know how to cherish it?"

Jiang Tian coldly snorted, flung his Sleeve and sneered: "Isn't it a little late now?"

"Master Jiang, please accept me …"

Thinking about Jiang Tian's godly skills in Martial Arts, Arts and Pills, Shen Mange's heart burned with passion. In a moment of desperation, he actually kneeled down towards Jiang Tian.

"Does your Master agree?" Jiang Tian looked at Zuo Zimu at the side.

Zuo Zimu immediately bowed, and said sincerely: "Master Jiang, why would this junior stop you? If you are willing to accept her, that is her fortune, and also our fortune in Shennong Sect! "

"Oh, alright then!"

Jiang Tian nodded and stood with his hands behind his back, deliberately teasing her. He spoke in an aged voice: "From now on, you are my slave, I am your Master!"

"You actually want me to be your slave, your servant …" Shen Mange's face reddened, and a sense of humiliation involuntarily arose.

"Man Ge, why do you care about all these? The essence is the same! "

"Yes, yes!" As long as I can follow Master Jiang, it will be fine. Zuo Zimu and Spiritual Master Yin Yue stood at the side anxiously, afraid that Jiang Tian would not accept them if he was unhappy.

"This servant thanks Master for taking me in …"

Shen Mange's face was flushed red, and that crimson color kept spreading to her neck and ears, her crystal clear earlobes seemed as though they were going to bleed.

But when she shouted this and kowtowed, she felt a kind of subjugation.

She secretly exclaimed in her heart:

"Could it be that I subconsciously like to be abused, and have always longed for the conquest of this kind of strong person?"

"Stand up!"

Hearing Jiang Tian's words, Shen Mange hurriedly got up, grabbed Tang Linglong's arm, and said tenderly: "Senior Sister, you've worked hard all this way. On the road, I'll drive!"

"Why are you trying to get close to me? You shouldn't mess up your seniority and identity!"

"Remember, you're my servant, and it's not enough to be my disciple. You're worthy to be called senior sister!"

Before Tang Linglong could say anything, Jiang Tian's words had already smacked Shen Mange until his cheeks streamed with tears, making him want to die.

Hankou, Hong Family Big House.

Hong Tianzhao's coffin was stopped in the mourning hall, where countless family members and disciples were wailing in grief.

Mourning and crying shook the sky. The entire mansion was covered with white silk, giving off a sorrowful and somber atmosphere.

In the meeting hall, at this time, the higher ups of the Hong Family had arrived and were holding a family meeting.

Amongst them were a few chairmen who controlled the listed companies and there was no lack of Expoert of Martial Arts s with Interior Strength.

Hong Junshan, the previous Patriarch, the biological father of Hong Tianzhao, and the Cultivation Level of Peak of inner strength were also called Master of Martial Arts.

Originally, he was already seventy years old, but he had always had a healthy look on his face and was brimming with vigor.

However, at this moment, he was sitting high up in the hall with a dejected and sorrowful look on his face. It was as if all of his energy had been drained from his face and he was completely dejected. However, deep within his eyes, there was a biting cold killing intent.

How sad and desperate was it for the white-haired man to give away the black-haired man?

"You must take revenge. Jiang Taichu, it's fine if you have acted so arrogantly at Lin Perfecture, but you actually dared to bully our Hong Family! "

Hong Junshan said in a fierce voice, "Within the clan, expert s with peak of iron body are to go all out. They are all going to Lin Perfecture together, and are going to tear Jiang Taichu into ten thousand pieces!"

"Kill Jiang Taichu! to show the might of my Hong Family! "

Hong Tianzhao's son, who was at the middle stage of the Cultivation Level shouted as he raised his arms, hot tears welling up in his eyes.

"Kill Jiang Taichu! to show the might of my Hong Family! "

at this time, countless disciples of the Hong Family and Members began to raise their hands and shout.

"Old Master, something terrible …" Suddenly, a Hong Family disciple staggered and rushed in.

"Luo Shui, what has caused you to be so panicked?" Hong Junshan frowned.

This was his eldest son's grandson, and his talent was not bad. Three years ago, he entered the Shennong Sect to cultivate, and right now, he was already at the inner strength small success in the Martial Arts.

"The Shennong Sect was defeated by Jiang Taichu. Dozens of Master of Arts s, including Cang Aonian, Wei Bufan and more than a dozen others, were killed by Jiang Taichu!"

Hong Luo Shui was trembling in fear as he tumbled to the ground.

"What did you say?!"

Hong Junshan did not dare believe it. As if he had been struck by lightning, he was petrified and dumbstruck.

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